Wishful Dream

I wish,

The day 

Were my bed,

Night, 

A blanket.

Life, 

A blissful sleep.

And you,

A wishful dream. 

Unread Poem

Adrift thoughts 

Were surrounded.

Beat, bullied, tied up. 

Locked them up in words.

With an ink-thirst spear,

Imprisoned on a sheet.

They,

Sougth some attention.

Over and again. Distraught,

Cried for little help.

And finally, when a lover's

Eyes caught them.

Had them linger on lips.

Redeemed they were.